Wanyan Chongjie gave a soft laugh. "Do you think my mother and I have had such a good reputation all these years? Who knows how many men have secretly coveted us, entertaining thoughts of sharing a bed with mother and daughter alike. So rather than that, it is better to find the strongest man, so those demons and monsters will no longer dare set their sights on us."
Song Qingshu said mildly, "So you deliberately acted intimate with me in public before just to put on a show for others?"
"You are a magnanimous man, so you would not mind if I borrowed your prestige a little, would you?" As Wanyan Chongjie spoke, she hugged his arm and shook it, like a daughter acting spoiled.
"I am not one of those young men in the capital who lose their minds when you crook a finger at them." Song Qingshu looked at her with a faint smile. "I have taken on such a reputation for no reason. How do you intend to compensate me?"
Wanyan Chongjie's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, but she quickly smiled. "What sort of compensation do you want?"
Song Qingshu reached out and gently stroked her glossy, silky hair. "You deliberately tempted me like this, and now you are asking what I want?"
Wanyan Chongjie replied with a smile, "As long as Aunt does not mind, I will do whatever you want."
When she mentioned Ge Bi at this moment, Song Qingshu's face darkened. "You win." For some reason, he could not bear to let that gentle, beautiful woman suffer the slightest sorrow. Perhaps it was because of her tenderness, or perhaps because she gave him the warmth of a home.
"Thank you for the compliment!" Wanyan Chongjie smiled like a little fox.
"Stop calling her Aunt every